:: drive them wild ::

A long day today.
The clubs presented their reports and I applaud all of them for such hard work put in amidst the hectic schedules & rushing to meet assignment deadlines.
The panel deliberated & we had a tough time deciding.
What the panels saw were only the product not the process and from a students' perspective, I know that the painstaking efforts or the ideals we set & the experiences we take back from these involvements can never be described in words.
But it was nice to see friends like the guys from PESS in their formal wear. Lol.
And Jab the joker never fail to amuse.

One down. A few projects still in progress. My ideas are scattered all over. Need to pen it down & structure it soon before I go into another lapse of brain freeze moments.

The other day while I was having coffee at Starbucks, I picked up Brides.
(No. Not looking for wedding gowns or venues. It's just that the groom models look so delicious in suits that I found myself flipping the pages only to end up reading 'Men fess up - what drives you wild')

So here goes. 10 men tells us what drives them wild. Ranging from thoughts of having their partners only in their oversize jerseys walking around the house to sexy dance moves that turn them on - simply put everything was about sex.
I'll be frank. I misinterpreted the whole thing.
And I asked the man - what drive you wild. To which he replied; the good wild or the bad wild?
I got why I misinterpreted. I was thinking of the good wild.
I couldn't put a finger to why when it comes to wild - men has to associate it with sex. (Not that we don't know that half their brain has been compartmentalize to appreciate ASSETS).
I bet the ten men that was polled had just gotten married or still has active libidos.

But try asking your grandfathers (don't try if you don't want to have thoughts of your grandparents doing it), what drive them wild?
Will they be able to answer. Seeing your grandmother walking around in mini boxers and his over-size shirt or she seductively pole-dancing to get him bed?
No, I have nothing against young and sexually active men.
Its just that my sort of misinterpretation of the word 'wild' got me to think why these days not many guys have come forward to commend their partner's domestic skills or cooking skills (ok fine, confession time - girls these days lack 'talent' in the domestic areas and I'm definitely included) but we should give credit to those partners whose able to feed their husband well & make sure the house does not resemble one of a dumpster.

I think there's a lot to learn from the older generation.
Even though we are in the 'gender equality' era, a husband will still go back to a home that provide him a place to seek solace. Something simple and comfortable (Dad said).
And being the wise person that he is, simply told me - don't get too absorbed in your pursuits, sometimes we just have to go back to basics.

John Haidt could not have been more perfect when he described what constitutes passionate & companionate love -

'Passionate love ignites, it burns, and it can reach its maximum temperature within days. During its weeks or months of madness, lovers can't help but think about marriage, and often they talk about it too. Sometimes they even accept Hephaestus's offer and commit to marriage. People are allowed to sign contracts when they are drunk, and I sometimes wish we could prevent people from proposing marriage when they are high on passionate love because once a marriage proposal is accepted, families are notified, and a date is set, it's very hard to stop the train.
The other danger point is the day the drug weakens its grip. Passionate love doesn't end on that day, but the crazy and obsessional high period does. Breakups often happen at this point, and for many couples that's a good thing. But sometimes breaking up is premature, because if the lovers stuck it out, if they had given companionate love a chance to grow, they might have found true love.

True love exists, I believe, but it is not - cannot be - passion that lasts forever. True love, the love that undergrids strong marriages, is simply strong companionate love, with some added passion, between two people who are committed to each other. When we admire a couple still in love on their fiftieth anniversary, it is this blend of loves - mostly companionate - that we are admiring.'


The man told me to not read too much. Haha. Yeah right, its like me telling him to stop running.
Oh well, when a geek meets a hyperactive man.

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